Wilderness Women

How to Drive a Stick Shift For Dummies

Today I had a  flashback to when I was eighteen, poor and driving the most beat up old truck ever. I think life hands you these humbling moments to give you perspective. As in this afternoon in San Diego when I embarrassed the shit out of myself by not being able to put the SUV …

The Magic of Henna

I’m thirty five years old and now I can say I have smothered my hair in cow dung. Happy birthday to me? I celebrated my thirty fifth birthday with an absolutely phenomenal home made crab curry my boyfriend made from scratch. It was a relaxing evening at home having cocktails with our friend and neighbor …

From Bed Pans to Pine Trees

This is probably the most romantic story you have ever heard. My parents met changing bed pans in a nursing home. It was the seventies; most of my friends parents met at Woodstock or Southern California’s famous Venice Beach or one of those other places hippies loved in the seventies. Not my parents. They both …

The Mt Whitney Trail; 14,505 Feet of Beauty and Extreme Indurance

14,505 feet. I never imagined that I would ever stand atop a mountain top that high. I never in my life could imagine how spectacular the views of Sequoia National Park could be from that elevation. I never knew how physically tough ninety nine switchbacks could be as my legs powered through them. I never …

Adventures of the Wildeness Women

     ” Is that real fern!? Like they sell at Home Depot?”      I looked at Mary in complete disbelief, I mean she is a wilderness woman!      Did she really just ask me that question?      “You mean, like the ferns that used to grow in our mountains before the …